Chapter 358 Cannon
When the news came that Galdan led the army to break out of the encirclement towards the right wing, the hearts of the Qing military tents were greatly encouraged.

"Your majesty is wise, you guessed Ge Erdan's thoughts correctly!"

Twenty new cannons followed the Green Battalion led by Prince Gong and outflanked the right flank. This was well known in the army.

Who can tell clearly whether Galdan is going left or right?

The emperor put all his eggs in one basket and asked the right wing to charge the cannon. What if Ge Erdan ran to the left?
Now when the news came back, everyone in the army praised the emperor for his wisdom.

Speaking of it, the emperor is indeed omnipotent. He can control the floods of the Yellow River when he is in the south, and he is still familiar with the grassland warfare when he is in the north.

Only the emperor himself knew how much pressure was placed behind his decision.

The eyes of the 30 soldiers in the whole army were fixed on him, and he could not make the slightest mistake, otherwise the imperial conquest would not only fail to inspire the morale of the army, but would also have a counterproductive effect.

He is here to fight, not to be a vase to drag down the army.

His head was a little dizzy, the emperor sat in the military tent and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

The soldiers who were happily discussing at the bottom noticed it, and Fei Yanggu hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with the emperor? Is the dragon's body unwell?"

The emperor rubbed his temples and waved his hands lightly.

"It's okay, I just haven't slept much these days and I'm a little tired."

More than sleep less?

He couldn't sleep almost every night, thinking about how to fight Zhungeer in his dreams.

"Let's call the Imperial Physician Lu to take a look, the emperor's dragon body is important."

The emperor suddenly got up from the chair and walked to the topographic map, "No hurry, I thought of something again."

His finger was on the left flank where Prince Gong's army was, and he said: "Which tribe is this place? If the two armies clash and fight, which tribes will be affected nearby?"

Everyone looked at the emperor's hand, and took out several more detailed small pictures. After repeated comparisons, they came to a conclusion.

"This place is in the Abahai tribe, and the Abahai tribe has a vast territory. Even if the two armies fight for a day and a night, the neighboring tribes will not be involved."

No matter where Gerdan fled to the side, the Qing army would chase and intercept him.

The emperor said: "I am assured of the loyalty of the Abahai tribe, but their population is too small and their combat power is too weak."

Just because this tribe has few people and weak strength, the Qing Dynasty supports them with a huge amount of food and grass every year.

"The emperor is afraid that if they are threatened by Galdan, they will be like those Mongolian tribes before, who would rather give up their food and grass than dare to resist?"

"The Mongolian tribe regards blood as the most precious. The population of the Abahai tribe is too small. In order not to be exterminated, they are not afraid of losing food and grass."

Even if all the food and grass for a year are robbed, they can kill horses, cattle and sheep to satisfy their hunger. As long as they survive this winter, the Qing Dynasty will continue to provide them with food supplies.

There is only one way to make the Abahai tribe swear to protect their food and grass.

"Go and invite the eldest son of the Torghut Department."

The eldest son of the Torghut tribe, the last bloodline of the entire tribe.

The emperor has been supporting him with delicious food and drink, and this personal expedition also brought him here, so he can finally come in handy.

The soldiers went to the Shizi's tent to invite him, and soon, a tall and vigorous young man strode into the military tent.

"I invite the emperor Shengan."

"Head up."

He raised his head as he said, his eyes were still the same as when the emperor saw him for the first time, burning with raging flames.

It seems that these two years of comfortable life did not make him forget the hatred of extermination.

The emperor personally helped him up, "I have a task for you. The left-wing army led by Prince Gong is going to wipe out Geldan. Do you want to contribute?"

"Does the emperor want to send me to help Prince Gong? I am willing, very willing! Please send me troops immediately, and I will set off now!"

His eyes shone with a frightening light, which was the yearning for his parents and family, and the hatred for Gerdan.

In the past two years, he had dreamed of killing Galdan.

"Okay, I will send two hundred elite soldiers to send you."

"two hundred?"

The son turned pale with shock.

What's the use of two hundred soldiers?

The emperor continued: "I sent two hundred elite soldiers to escort you. You go to the Abahai tribe to meet their patriarch."

"What does the emperor want the minister to see him for?"

As far as he knew, the Abahai troops were too weak to be of much help at all.

It would be nice not to help.

"I want you to tell them that this time, they must swear to the death to keep their money and food, and not let Galdan take it away. Galdan snatched a load of grain from them, and the grain that the Qing Dynasty will support them next year, It will be ten loads less."

"If all their food for winter this year is taken away, the Qing Dynasty will not support them for at least ten years, and will never allow other tribes to support them."

The prince's eyes lit up, "If the Abahai tribe does not have the support of the Qing Dynasty, most of the horses, cattle and sheep can be eaten in one winter. If they don't support them for ten years, the whole tribe will be finished!"

The emperor wanted to use this to threaten them. Right now they were afraid of killing the family and did not dare to offend Galdan. Then in the future, they would also have to pay the price of killing the family.

Which is more important, the Abahai Department will weigh it.

"I don't want the tragedy of the Turhu Special Department to happen again on the grassland. If the prince speaks out from his own experience, it will be more useful than sending an imperial envoy to persuade him."

"Okay, let me go! I'll go right away!"

The prince was ecstatic, as long as he could make Galdan lose, he would do whatever he wanted.

The emperor patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "In the legend of the grassland, the last member of the exterminated tribe will be blessed by the Changshengtian and be invincible, right?"

"Yes!"

The prince nodded firmly, "All the heroic spirits of the Torghut Department are watching from the sky, and they are watching me, waiting for me to bring back Galdan's head to pay homage to them!"

"Don't worry, when Galdan's army is defeated, I will definitely hand over his head to you. Let you take it back to the territory of the Turghut tribe, pay homage to the heroic spirits of the Torghut tribe, and build a new land." Erhut Department!"

With the emperor's guarantee, the prince stepped out of the military tent with confidence.

Fei Yanggu couldn't help admiring, "Your Majesty's plan is really clever, there is no better candidate than the heir of the Turghute Department."

Another person asked: "If... if the Abahai tribe still fails to keep their food and grass, will the emperor really cut off their support?"

A burst of dizziness hit his head, the emperor was a little tired and shook his head.

"If they swear to protect it to the death but still can't, even if there is only one person left in the entire Abahai tribe, I will give them land, food and grass, and establish a new tribe."

Just like the son of the Torghut Ministry.

"If they don't try their best..."

The emperor gritted his teeth, "Even if I have a reputation for being unkind and unrighteous, I want his whole family to be like bereaved dogs, with no place to stand!"

He finally couldn't hold it anymore and sat down heavily on the chair.

"No, the emperor's complexion is not right! Hurry up and invite Doctor Lu!"

On the other end, Ge Erdan led the army to rush to the right, and met the army led by Prince Gong head-on.

At the critical moment, Galdan was ready to quickly defeat Prince Gong's [-] army before the [-] army encircled him.

With a mere [-] troops, Galdan believed that they still had a chance of winning.

When the two armies fought, he realized that something was wrong.

The army led by Prince Gong is indeed only [-]. Unlike the army of Feiyangu he encountered earlier, these soldiers are obviously more capable.

What surprised him even more was that not only the army led by Prince Gong was ready, but even the army of the Abahai Department was also fully cooperating.

This is a really big joke.

The mighty Khalkha tribe dare not confront him, how can the mere Abahai tribe have the courage?
Shocked, Galdan fell into deep thought.

Like a real prairie wolf, he smelled danger in this battle.

He fought against the Qing army several times, winning and losing, and Arni's stupid sneak attack even gave him the upper hand.

So what if there is no support from Tsarist Russia?

The Qing Dynasty also has an empty national power, and it may not be able to consume him.

He only needs to protect himself until the Qing army withdraws with insufficient food and grass, so that he can recuperate and continue to attack eastern Mongolia.

However, this battle...

The spies sent out soon returned.

"Report to the Great Khan, the whole clan of the Abahai tribe is armed, as if they are facing a big enemy. I vow to fight against the enemy with the Qing army and destroy our Zhungeer tribe!"

"Can you find out why?"

"We secretly captured a soldier who came back. He said that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty ordered that if we take away the food and grass of the Abahai tribe, they will no longer be supported by the food and grass of the Qing Dynasty in the next ten years!"

ten years!

The Abahai tribe surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and could not rob food in small border towns like the previous Mongolian tribes.

They can only rely on the emperor of the Qing Dynasty to provide food and grass for support every year, so that they can live in peace and prosperity.

Ten years without food?

In less than five years, the Abahai tribe will become extinct.

The spy said again: "I heard that the son of the Torghut tribe went to persuade him in person, Khan, you know that the last blood of the exterminated tribe is blessed by the Longevity..."

"shut up!"

Mentioning this heir of the Torghut tribe, Zhungeer was so angry that his meridians exploded.

He fought south and north on the grassland all his life, and the biggest mistake he made was that he didn't wipe out the Turghute tribe!

Left behind a bloodline, a seed of vengeance.

He said angrily: "Changshengtian is on the side of our Zhungeer tribe, so we are invincible, we are invincible! Changshengtian will not bless that drop of blood. In this battle, Ben Khan will completely wipe out Turhu Special Department!"

It doesn't matter if they can't grab food, as long as they can defeat Prince Gong's army, they can still grab food in the future.

He sat down slowly, calming down.

Only the sound of thunder and lightning resounded on the battlefield not far away.

Gerdan suddenly stood up!
There was boiling in the big tent, "My God, what is that sound?!"

"It's a cannon, the Qing army's cannon!"

(End of this chapter)

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